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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@sarah-wanders
Donāt tell your daughter that when a boy is mean or rude to her itās because he has a crush on her. Donāt teach her that abuse is a sign of love.
My mom always taught me yell or fight back. Boys would be mean and I would yell back. I would get my ass pinched and I would smack them as hard as I could.
Who alway got in trouble? Me.
They would call my mother and she always came in and lectures my teachers and threatened to sue for making her miss work and treating me poorly.
She always taught my brothers to respect women. The only fights my brothers ever got in was defending women from someone else.
The school tried to call my father once instead of my mother on us. He came in in his full preacher outfit (being a preacher and all) and gave them an entire sermon on what would Jesus day of he was called in. They decided dealing with my mom was better.
I think my favorite story of this is when some kid snapped my bra and I turned around, didnāt even think about it, and punched that little motherfucker right in the nose.
So naturally, I end up in the principalās office, refusing to apologize.Ā
āHe shouldnāt have put his hands on me and I wouldnāt have hit him!ā Thatās the only thing I was saying.
These people had the unfortunate luck of catching my dad at home, instead of my mom. So he comes fucking sauntering in there, like heās Clint fucking Eastwood in some western movie and looks at me.Ā
āMelissa, did you punch him?āĀ
āYes.ā I said.Ā
āWhy?āĀ
āBecause he snapped my bra strap.āĀ
And he turns his squinty eyed glare to the principal and says,Ā āYouāre telling me my daughter is in trouble because that squirrely looking kid put his hands on her and she chose to defend herself? Thatās what you are saying to me.āĀ
āWell, sir-ā The man kind of stuttered because my dad is kind of intimidating in the quiet sort of way that kind of whispers in the back of your mind that this person could be dangerous. āMelissa did make it physical.āĀ
āNo. That kid put his hands on my daughter. Are you saying my daughter cannot defend herself when some boy decides to put hands on her? Is that what you are teaching my girl?āĀ
I didnāt get suspended that day. Ā
*slow clap for excellent parenting*
This is the parent I want to be omg
I will be this parent.
Great parents
I love stories like these because I run an advice blog and I hear about shitty parents a lot and itās really nice to know there are ones out there doing it right.
My sister and I used to go to a day care after school and while at said daycare there was this boy who loves pulling girls off the monkey bars.
My sister, a green belt in tae kwon do at the time, went up to a councilor and asked ānext time he does this can I teach him a lesson?ā And the councilor, barely paying attention, said sure.
So, a couple minutes later my sister is back on the monkey bars and this guy comes over, grabs her legs, and yanks as hard as he can.
Next thing the kid knew he was screaming and crying because my sister came down punching.
My sister did not get in trouble that day. The councilor however got an hour long lecture from my mother about how my sister should have never been put in that situation to begin with and the day care should have handled the problem before making my sister have to raise a hand.
So, yes, teach your girls to fight back when they have no other choice, but also do your part as an adult to make it to where they donāt need to fight back.
Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.
The Book of Proverbs 4:23 (via panatmansam)
You donāt have to be grateful that it isnāt worse.
read that. read it again, and again, and again. somebody, somewhere, always has it worse than you. there is one person on this planet that has it the worst of all, and that person is NOT the only person allowed to be unhappy with their lot. if things are bad for you, they are bad for you. period.
This goes for trauma as well. A lot of times survivors get trapped in a cycle ofĀ minimizing/diminishing their trauma because āother people have it worseā - but there is no hierarchy of trauma. There is no ranking system for which traumas are ābetterā or āworse.ā Your trauma is valid. Period.
IMPORTANT TRUTHS.
As a therapist, lemme just say: almost every trauma survivor Iāve ever had has at some point saidĀ āBut I didnāt have it as bad as some peopleā and then talked about how other types of trauma are worse. Even my most-traumatized, most-abused, most psychologically-injured clients say this.Ā
The ones who were cheated on, abandoned, and neglected say this. The ones who were in dangerous accidents/disasters say this. The ones who were horrifyingly sexually abused say this. The ones who were brutally beaten say this. The ones who were psychologically tortured for decades say this. What does that tell you? That one of the typicalĀ side-effects of trauma is to make you believe that you are unworthy of care.Ā
Donāt buy into it, because itās nonsense. It doesnāt matter if someone else had it āworse.ā Every person who experiences a trauma deserves to get the attention and care they need to heal from it.Ā
āone of the typical side-effects of trauma is to make you believe that you are unworthy of care.ā
SO true.
One of the biggest keys to surviving your 20ās is Learning how to move on. Move on from old friends, lovers & bad situations.
Me, trying to open up to my friends: I feel sad
Them: aw :(
Me: okay I'm never doing that again
Dublin, Ireland (by Tobias Abel)
when u have strong political opinions but u also have anxiety disorderā¦.. social justice worrier
look: the right people will get it. the right people will see you and appreciate you for the person that you are. the right people wonāt require you to dilute, censor, or edit yourself in order to be worthy of their time and affection. you donāt need to waste your time on people who are committed to misunderstanding youĀ
A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was āheās got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so heād be more comfortableā and it made me realise the world isnāt all that bad
#this is team skull
The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying āYou can pet me, but donāt pick me up!ā One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him ādid you see the sign?ā He said āyeah! it says that you can pick them up but donāt pet them!ā Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said āI didnāt read it right did I?ā And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said āits ok, i know youāve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shitsā And I still havenāt gotten over that interaction.
I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. Heās a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like āhey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but yourās is so small I think itās a good place to start.ā Ofc I was like āyes heās very friendly!ā So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks ācan I pick him up?ā And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number twoās lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes āhey man, itās okay just relax Iād never let anything hurt you. Heās a good boy.ā Iāll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like āah yes the two least intimidating living things Iāve seen in Boston all day heāll feel relaxed around themā and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
A good post, pure.
psa to fellow college instructors: it costs exactly $0 to be understanding when students are stressed as fuck at midterm time instead of saying ālol they knew it was coming thoā
I lied, this actually cost me $31 today because I bought a fuckton of coffee for all my students but you shouldāve seen their faces it was like Iād given them the holy grail, the fountain of youth, and the second season of firefly all in one
A peek inside of Cosimaās room.
Put your dreams away for now I wonāt see you for some time I am lost in my mind I get lost in my mind